“Something you want to talk about?” Becky asked between bites of her sandwich.“No, I’m good.” Beth took another bite of her sandwich, avoidi...g eye contact with the other girls. The Circle had rules. If you wanted to talk about ANYTHING, you could; no judgment, no repercussions. Conversely, if you didn’t want to talk, no pressure. “You remind me of… who was that? Veronica something… She sat next to me on the bus on that overnight field trip to the Natural History museum, remember?” Stacey. Now let’s move on to the story as I said I use to think about my teacher and do masturbate and think about to fuck her but I think myself that I won’t be happen her husband in abroad comes every two years and in my class she likes me very much comparing to every boys in class we use to talk so closely and openly when she have free periods she use sit at the back bench where I use to sit so when she sat that time I use to touch her leg with my legs she use to move her leg but I keep on do then. I got his pants off and saw he was uncut. Another first for me. It was about 6 inches long so i said “i guess it isn’t true.” Sheron got it and we laughed. He said something like ‘you know what they say white boy. Once you go black, you never go back. Sure you want dis?’i took him in my hand. He wasn’t totally hard. i started stroking him while the skin over his head stretched back and forth. It was bitchin. i asked him where he’d like to sit. He picked the armchair. i put a pillow under my. Obviously she didn’t feel the same way about him though. She had been able to relate with him in a way she hadn’t with anyone before. They were on the same playing field.Without telling anyone she and John, the man from the internet, had arranged their first meet on this day off. She was sure in herself that everything would be fine but she still wasn’t sure what to expect.As she prepared herself ready to go out and meet him her palms were wet. Wet from fear and excitement in equal.